We saw little of any interest, other than a dead bear about
10 miles from the campground. Here was
this brown lump along the side of the road.
The bears are easy to spot after you get used to seeing them. I obliged another suicidal bird. He flew into my front wheel and bounced back
in the direction from which he came and hit the road. Don, who was behind me, said he just hit the
ground and didn’t move.
Most of the snow-covered mountains have disappeared. We are into rolling country and tall hills,
not mountains.
We rolled into Prince George and hit the Wal-Mart for
supplies. We need some white gas and
they are out. We have enough for maybe
four more days. We will find some down
the road, since from here, civilization is all around.
The temps are the warmest we have seen for maybe 2-1/2
weeks. It is 82 on the thermometer at
the campground office.
We need to figure out where and how to go from here. There are a number of options and roads. We will study the maps and GPS to formulate a
plan.
We camped next a couple we had seen the night before. They were from Louisiana and we exchanged
stories, routes, and experiences for maybe 1-1/2 hours. They had a fold-down camper, of a different
model and type. We had a lot in common
and enjoyed talked to them.
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